Most of the ghosts approached under the pillar, slashing at the pillar with a lightsaber, drawing purple rays of light on the pillar, leaving no traces.

Ma Yuanliang didn't know what was going on with this old man who suddenly appeared, but he understood that he should be saving his own people.

Each old man was divided again, and the nine samurai fought with sticks in the group of ghosts, but the ghosts were not killed.

When the ghosts in the fan-shaped area in the southeast corner of the square were cleaned up, the old man split up again and headed in the other direction of the square.

"This old man is also a ghost." Xu Mengyi said firmly, after all, such a change in ability is not something that people can do.

"He's coming, just ask him."

Ma Yuanliang happened to see an old man coming from here, blocking Chen Feng's action of taking out the talisman paper.

Xu Mengyi took a few steps back behind them, and listened to what Qianqian said before, this is very likely to be Qianqian's grandfather, and it is estimated that he is not a good person.

"Senior, who are you?" Ma Yuanliang asked respectfully.

"Sun Yan, give me your rune paper." Sun Yan demanded.

Ma Yuanliang put away all the rune paper in his hands and handed it to Sun Yan, no matter what, it was someone else who saved him, and he needed to be honest.

Sun Yan held the stacked rune paper in his right hand, and threw a piece of rune paper into the air at the edge of the square with his left hand, and a blue fluorescent column about seven or eight meters long flashed, and then walked eastward, throwing the rune paper one by one, and more blue fluorescent columns appeared, and each pillar indirectly connected a light curtain with blue lightning.

Xu Mengyi stared at the light curtain and said, "Eh, old horse, do you have such a hanging spell in that Heavenly Dao?"

"Study hard, don't think that letting you learn something will hurt you." Ma Yuanliang immediately educated.

The ghosts in the square had been forced out, and Sun Yan's clones walked towards his back one by one and returned to their bodies.

Sun Yan himself also circled around the square, covering the edge of the entire square with this kind of light curtain, and the ghosts were completely blocked out, allowing them to enter even if they were impacted by the light curtain, and returned the remaining rune paper to Ma Yuanliang, and said solemnly: "I apologize to you on behalf of my people."

"Senior, it's serious, it's us who have strayed into this place and disturbed you."

Ma Yuanliang had a rough look at Qianqian's notes, and guessed that this old man should be Sun Xing's father and the patriarch of the family, and asked modestly: "May I ask ...... you now?"

Sun Yan said heartily: "Do you want to ask me if I am alive or dead?"

"It's disrespectful, everyone is a little nervous, don't blame if you offend."

"It's okay, the flames burn, the living die, I should have left with my people twenty years ago, and now I'm just dragging a remnant."

The temperature from the fire was getting higher and higher, and everyone walked away from the edge of the square towards the square pillar.

It won't be long before the buildings are in ruins again, but the seemingly resurrected natives are surrounding the light curtain, intending to break through.

Xu Mengyi looked at Fang Zhu and asked Sun Yan, "Old man, what is this, and what are those light clusters we just saw?"

"Soul Monument."

Sun Yan looked up at the stele and said: "This is what I carved with basalt, and I planned to erect a stele for my people, but unfortunately their grievances were too heavy to engrave their names on the stele, so it became a wordless stele."

Those light clusters were vaguely skimmed, only to see Sun Yan waving his sleeves at the monument, and the diamond-shaped lenses on the monument turned into dust and dissipated into the air, they were originally simulated things, so they could be easily removed, revealing the black surface of the monument.

After the diamond-shaped lenses dissipated, the ghosts also calmed down, and the snake dragon sword in their hands also dissipated the light, and began to return to their houses to extinguish the fire, and everyone relaxed when they saw the ghosts disperse.

Ma Yuanliang took out Qianqian's notebook, handed it to Sun Yan and asked, "Senior, do you see if there is a problem with this note?"

Sun Yan casually read a few pages and said: "Qianqian is still young, can't understand the world of adults, the obsession is too heavy, the past is irreparable, it's better to let him sink in the foundation of history."

The notebook burned in Sun Yan's hand, turning into small pieces of sparks and scattering.

After benefiting the crowd, Xu Mengyi pursed his lips disdainfully, he didn't think that Qianqian was young, the secret in it was too amazing, if he was announced when the human race did not disappear, it would definitely cause turmoil.

Chen Feng saw that this strange old man was responsible and kind, and asked bravely, "May I ask the old man, how should we leave this place?" We have three other friends out there, and I don't know how they're doing. ”

"There is no direct exit to the outside world, some are just a spatial tunnel constructed with elements, you can get here because Qianqian called most of the elements here to build a bridge, now most of the elements are maintaining the activities of those who have died, there are not enough elements to send you away for the time being."

Sun Yan said that he was very sorry for this, which is also a helpless fact.

"Is there any other way?" Ma Yuanliang asked.

"Yes, let my people rest in complete peace."

Sun Yan can't do this, only outsiders can untie the knot in the hearts of the deceased and make them give up the resentment in their hearts.

"Old man, do you mean to let us ...... them" Xu Mengyi made a gesture to wipe his neck and said: "This is too difficult, not to mention that we can't bear it, it seems that we can't deal with them at all."

Ma Yuanliang glared at Xu Mengyi fiercely, told him to shut up, and said to Sun Yan respectfully: "Please also ask the seniors to speak more clearly."

Sun Yan took out a gold carving knife the size of a ballpoint pen, about 15 centimeters long, the blade of the knife was only 3 centimeters, flashing with a sharp cold light, and the rest of the knife was a yellow handle, and said: "As long as you carve their names on the stele on my behalf and write one or two simple epitaphs."

Xu Mengyi looked at the swaying figure outside the square and asked, "How many people are here?"

"The most difficult thing is to make the souls feel sincere, so that they can leave with peace of mind, and when they leave, I can use the idle elements in the air to send you away, even if our Dragon Yin Clan owes you a favor." Sun Yan held the carving knife in his hand.

"There's nothing to say, we'll help with this." Ma Yuanliang reached out to take the carving knife.

Sun Yan retracted his hand and said: "There is another thing to tell you, it is not without danger to fill in the epitaph on this monument, when the time comes, the mind will be connected with the deceased, and the slightest mistake will be lost in the past of others, and in the face of more than 3,000 people, it is difficult to guarantee that there will be no mistakes, and it may become a soulless walking corpse."

The Soul Monument records an unforgettable story, inheriting the beliefs of the ancestors, and carrying it with a tenacious soul.